Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Andorra and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Fire Engines to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Cure,
Charles Mingus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alice Coltrane,
Index,
Ronnie Foster,
Von Mondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Red Krayola,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Bar-Kays,
Alton Ellis,
Bluetip,
Archie Shepp,
Cameo,
Derrick Morgan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
Das Ding,
Grauzone,
Slave,
Duran Duran,
Kayak,
Jandek,
Procol Harum,
Robert Wyatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Parrish,
Q and Not U,
Ken Boothe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
Rekid,
Donny Hathaway,
U.S. Maple,
Silicon Teens,
Wire,
The Techniques,
Theoretical Girls,
June of 44,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spoonie Gee,
The Angels of Light,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABBA,
ABC,
Black Flag,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Busters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quantec,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Victims,
Boz Scaggs,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul,
Cecil Taylor,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.